coast,â I said slowly, âwhatever its archaeological merits may have been, is part of the Northern Rim territories, and the Northern Rim has been designated by Carreraâs Wedge as one of nine primary objectives in winning the war. And judging from the amount of organic damage going on up there at the moment, the Kempists have come to the same conclusion.â
âSo?â
âSo, mounting an archaeological expedition while Kemp and the Wedge are up there fighting for territorial dominance isnât my idea of smart. We have to get the fighting diverted.â
âDiverted?â
The disbelief in her voice was gratifying to hear. I played to it, shrugging again.
âDiverted, or postponed. Whatever works. The point is, we need help. And the only place weâre going to get help of that order is from the corporates. Weâre going to Landfall, and since Iâm supposed to be on active service, Schneiderâs a Kempist deserter, youâre a prisoner of war, and this is a stolen shuttle, we need to shed a little heat before we do that. Satellite coverage of our little run-in with the smart mines back there will read like they took us down. A search of the seabed will show up pieces of wreckage compatible with that. Allowing that no one looks at the evidence too closely, weâll be filed as missing, presumed vaporized, which suits me fine.â
âYou think theyâll let it go at that?â
âWell, itâs a war. People getting killed shouldnât raise too many eyebrows.â I picked a stray length of wood out of the fire and started tracing a rough continental map in the sand. âOh, they may wonder what I was doing down here when Iâm supposed to be taking up a command on the Rim, but thatâs the kind of detail that gets sifted in the aftermath of a conflict. Right now, Carreraâs Wedge are spread pretty thin in the north and Kempâs forces are still pushing them toward the mountains. Theyâve got the Presidential Guard coming in on this flankââI prodded at the sand with my makeshift pointerââand sea-launched air strikes from Kempâs iceberg fleet over here. Carreraâs got a few more important things to worry about than the exact manner of my demise.â
âAnd you really think the Cartel are going to put all that on hold just for you?â Tanya Wardani swung her burning gaze from my face to Schneiderâs. âYou didnât really buy into this, did you, Jan?â
Schneider made a small gesture with one hand. âJust listen to the man, Tanya. Heâs jacked into the machine: He knows what heâs talking about.â
âYeah,
right
.â The intense, hectic eyes snapped back to me. âDonât think Iâm not grateful to you for getting me out of the camp, because I am. I donât think you can imagine quite how grateful I am. But now that Iâm out, Iâd quite like to live. This, this
plan
, is all bullshit. Youâre just going to get us all killed, either in Landfall by corporate samurai or caught in the crossfire at Dangrek. They arenât going toââ
âYouâre right,â I said patiently, and she shut up, surprised. âTo a point, youâre right. The major corporates, the ones in the Cartel, they wouldnât give this scheme a second glance. They can murder us, stick you into virtual interrogation until you tell them what they want to know, and then just keep the whole thing under wraps until the war is over and theyâve won.â
âIf they win.â
âThey will,â I told her. âThey always do, one way or the other. But we arenât going to the majors. Weâve got to be smarter than that.â
I paused and poked at the fire, waiting. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw how Schneider craned forward with tension. Without Tanya Wardani aboard, the whole thing was dead in the water and we all knew it.
The sea
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